The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 850 - The Stronger The Battle Becomes

Chapter 850: Chapter 850: The Stronger The Battle Becomes

Chapter 850 -850: The Stronger The Battle Becomes

“He’s caught up! Fang Lin has caught up!”

“He has also defeated sixty-nine Battle Spirits, that’s too fast!”

“Could it be that he has been holding back all this time and only now is he showing his true capabilities?”

“With this, are the two of them considered to be on equal footing now?”

“No, Long Zhiming is still the better, the Battle Spirits they faced are not of the same strength.”

“That’s right, even if Fang Lin breaks through the seventy Battle Spirits, he still can’t compare to Long Zhiming.”

“Even if he can’t compare to Long Zhiming, he has still set a new record for what Heavenly Origin Martial Artists can achieve!”

…

There were consecutive exclamations from the crowd as the numbers on the stone tablet shot up far too quickly. In just four hours, the number had already reached sixty-nine, indicating that Fang Lin had consecutively defeated numerous Battle Spirits in those four hours.

It should be known that previously, it took Fang Lin several hours just to defeat a single Battle Spirit, but now his efficiency had become unbelievably fast, causing everyone to be somewhat incredulous.

“Could it be that he has made use of some treasure inside? If that’s the case, even if he has defeated the Battle Spirits, it would be meaningless,” said a Descendant of the Long Family.

As soon as this statement came out, many people suddenly realized and showed signs of agreement.

“I was thinking that Fang Lin, being only of Heavenly Origin, could not possibly defeat so many Battle Spirits on his own. He must have used some treasure later on.”

“The challenge of the Battle Spirit Temple is meant to enhance and refine the Martial Arts abilities of those who attempt it. Fang Lin using treasures is simply ludicrous.”

“It’s meaningless. Even if he defeats a hundred Battle Spirits, he cannot be compared to Long Zhiming, who relies on his own strength.”

…

Many were shaking their heads, not clear about the situation within the Battle Spirit Temple but more inclined to believe that Fang Lin was using some treasure to defeat that many Battle Spirits.

Of course, there were also a very few people who believed that Fang Lin had reached this point by his own strength.

Dugu Nian looked at the people from the Long Family with some disgust, wishing she could rush over and punch each one of them.

Elder Huang, looking at the same numbers on the stone tablet, had his brows tightly furrowed the whole time.

“That Fang Lin shouldn’t be so foolish as to use a treasure, but then again, it’s hard to say for sure, this speed of defeating Battle Spirits is a bit too fast,” Elder Huang thought to himself, harboring some doubts about Fang Lin being able to defeat sixty-nine Battle Spirits so quickly.

But as an elder of the Wuji Battle Temple, even with his doubts, he could not just say anything casually. If he guessed wrong, it would not look good for him.

Inside the Battle Spirit Temple, Fang Lin, holding a bone spear, fought with great enthusiasm. His aura surged throughout his body as if there was a vast ocean within him, creating towering waves.

“Heavenly Origin Eighth Layer!” Fang Lin’s eyes sparked with light. The continuous battles had spurred the potency of the Break Kill Pill within him.

Under the influence of the Break Kill Pill, Fang Lin achieved a breakthrough, stepping into the Heavenly Origin Eighth Layer.

And this was just the beginning.

The effects of the Break Kill Pill were still ongoing, Fang Lin’s momentum continued to rise, his bone spear moved faster and faster, and his offensive grew fiercer. Vague shadows of his spear interwove into a dense pattern, causing the seventieth Battle Spirit to struggle considerably.

However, the strength of this seventieth Battle Spirit was extraordinary as well, on par with a Ninth Layer Spirit Vein Martial Artist.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Lin would definitely not be a match for a Ninth Layer Spirit Vein Martial Artist; the gap was too big to bridge.

But now, Fang Lin was fighting it out forcefully, without being suppressed.

Of course, he didn’t gain too much of an upper hand, relying solely on the Heavenly Origin Eighth Layer realm to defeat this 70th battle spirit was much too difficult.

What Fang Lin needed to do was to continuously engage the battle spirit, allowing the Break Kill Pill’s power to be fully utilized, enabling him to step into the Heavenly Origin Ninth Layer.

Once he stepped into the Heavenly Origin Ninth Layer, Fang Lin would have a certain degree of confidence in defeating the battle spirit before him.

As for the terrifying battle spirits he would encounter later, that was a matter for the future; Fang Lin did not want to consider too much about it.

Bang!

The battle spirit caught a flaw and threw a punch directly at Fang Lin, with fist winds sharp enough to shatter a mountain.

Caught off guard, Fang Lin was struck in the chest by the fist, and his figure staggered back repeatedly, as a trickle of blood ran down the corner of his mouth.

“Again!” However, Fang Lin was very excited, not caring at all about his own injury, and continued to fight fiercely against the battle spirit.

Comparable to a martial artist of Spirit Vein Ninth Layer, although slightly inferior to a true Spirit Vein Ninth Layer martial artist and unable to use any treasures, it could still be considered exceptionally strong.

Because this battle spirit possessed the strength, speed, and physical body of a Spirit Vein Ninth Layer martial artist, Fang Lin was completely at a disadvantage in these three aspects.

If not for the bone spear in his hand and the fact that Fang Lin’s own power was not weak, he would not have been able to fight this battle spirit for so long.

As the effect of the Break Kill Pill gradually subsided, Fang Lin did not hesitate at all, pulling away from the battle spirit, then took another Break Kill Pill, instantly feeling the power of the pill permeate his body again.

On the other hand, Long Zhiming was also engaged in a fierce battle with the 70th battle spirit, but the battle spirit faced by Long Zhiming was comparable in strength to Spirit Vein Ninth Layer Great Perfection, close to the realm of Half-step Spirit Bone.

Such an opponent was enough to overpower any Spirit Vein martial artist; even without using treasures, it was quite a challenge for Long Zhiming to defeat this battle spirit.

However, unlike Fang Lin’s situation, Long Zhiming was able to fight the battle spirit on equal footing, without falling behind, even occasionally gaining the upper hand.

Long Zhiming’s purple battle armor had already shown its effect, doubling Long Zhiming’s strength.

But even so, it would still take some time to defeat the 70th battle spirit.

“This Battle Spirit Temple requires one to defeat 72 battle spirits in one go, and I must break this record; otherwise, I have no right to contend with those people from the Upper Three Countries,” Long Zhiming said with a stern look, brimming battle intent and displaying his formidable strength without any reservation.

Unnoticed, eight hours had passed.

Outside the Battle Spirit Temple, the numbers on the stone slab had stopped at 69. It seemed that both Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had encountered great obstacles and could not advance further.

For a moment, the crowd outside began to speculate again, feeling that one of the two might emerge soon.

But unexpectedly, just as most people believed Fang Lin and Long Zhiming had reached their limits, the numbers on the stone slab suddenly changed.

“Seventy!”

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“They’ve both become seventy!”

“Did they each defeat their respective battle spirits at the same time?”

“These two guys, they really are trying to scare us to death.”

…

The crowd exclaimed repeatedly as the numbers above Fang Lin and Long Zhiming on the stone slab changed from 69 to 70.

They were now only two battle spirits away from the highest record.